The revenge of the stripey socks - a DFW adventure

Piquant_2

haleygrey wrote: »

he must have been told by the horse whisperer that hes younger than he is and can manage it

The only thing that gives away his age is his grey eyebrow! He is as energetic and fit as he was when he was 4, he's now 24. It's me that's ageing :rotfl:

Pippilongstocking

Piquant wrote: »

I think we should send him on a poetry reading evening, no booze, just tepid tea and lots of intense librarian type people - no insult to librarians intended

...and take away his emoticons....

Or to a taxodermy (sp?) convention - that soon shut up those emicons :rotfl:

Piquant_2

fayjmck wrote: »

Or to a taxodermy (sp?) convention - that soon shut up those emicons :rotfl:

He'll be panicking now :rotfl:I expect he's gone back to my diary and is hiding in a corner :rotfl: Bless, he is brave to play with all these girls!

haleygrey

Piquant wrote: »

He'll be panicking now :rotfl:I expect he's gone back to my diary and is hiding in a corner :rotfl: Bless, he is brave to play with all these girls!

or secretly loving all the attention.:rotfl: he's probably got 5 sisters!:eek:

Kittikins

Oooh, a good time for me to come back into the conversation, we're talking punishment, Mistress Kittikins at your service, lol!!

DD and my neighbour's son who's a little bit younger are going to have a race with their nastursium (?) seeds, to see whose grow fastest - they have 2 pots each Everyone talking about seeds makes me realise I need to bring down the tub of seeds and see what we're going to try. Must do sunflowers and sweetcorn!

MrsAudus2b

fayjmck wrote: »

Theres a moose loose about this hoose - de de da da da de da de da da de da de de da da da........sorry

I digress -
- once the Ex evil husband told us of his tiny mistake of 'forgetting' he was married and occupying himself with our lady vet (maybe the farm was short of cash or something, not sure how you claim the VAT back in kind?? - on the other hand she was reputed to be helpful to many other farmers found themselves short of cash, you know very accomodating - charming lassie real head for the business) - well of course we left one mum two tiddlers and a suitcase in hand - aureveiour - never to return it would seem.

He packed up the whole house into boxes and sent it to us - all his things the lot - so when I realised this I knew it was about 2 weeks until he would come to collect it. So I set a pile of mouse traps and asked a couple pals too (we moved into a tiny mouse infested cottage in the countryside about 50 miles from him.) And kept the mice in the freezer. (ah you see I had already been freezing eagles (died of natural causes etc in the freezer when we lived with hubby) so it was normal to put dead things in the freezer by then - 1999 - you see some family traditions need to be upheld - perhaps the children need an obiligitory animal when they leave for thier freezers?? Beat the normal 'food pack or toaster I suppose. .........

..Anyway I digress the revenge of the mouse:rolleyes:

When he came to pick up his boxes I carefully placed one mouse in each box. Slowly thawing. And one mouse in each box in the flap of the box under some brown tape which couldnt be found. (one mouse easily found when the smell got bad - and a back up mouse for later when they thought they had found the problem)
Mice were also put into his lovely kilt shoes, - his lovely sporran and - this is the really nasty one - I unpicked a bit of his kilt at the top - and put in several little 'bits' of mouse and sewed it back up. It was disgusting but to be honest I don't think I was really thinking straight. Worse things happen at sea and all that.

I don't suppose it woudl have smelled very bad for very long. But I think it still would have made an impression.

I think I used about 13 mice in total, most of which he found cos he was blazing mad with me - cruel I know - but they were dead - and they did serve us well in the end. When they got married in his kilt he would have been wearing a series of bits of dead mooses.

Nice eh?!!

I have to say I never get cross now - nowt much upsets me - think I got it out of my system - embrace the anger.:D

:rotfl: :rotfl: :rotfl:

Only just read this...you are making me hurt as I'm laughing too hard!
xxxx

Pippilongstocking

MrsAudus2b wrote: »

:rotfl: :rotfl: :rotfl:

Only just read this...you are making me hurt as I'm laughing too hard!
xxxx

Well done Mrs A - you got to the back up mouse - in retrospect its kinda funny - I never knew I had balls (so to speak) now I read it all and think - my word girlie - you don't take things lying down.

Had a massive huge humungous fight with OH last night - he's sitting on the fence - but also doing classic boy of being all 'upset' that I am buying lawnmowers without him. NOT sure to be honest he knows what a lawn mower even looks like - ho hum. But he's kinda put out that we function without him - on our own money - I just dont understand them lol

Kittikins

Of course you're going to buy a flipping lawnower without him, what is he, the Mowing King?? I doubt it, he's just jealous because he won't get to ride the BEAST as often as you (oh and the kidlets once DS has souped it up, lol) will.....well, tough nuts to him!

(think the vodka and diet coke I've naughtily treated myself to is going to my head, lol - don't drink on my own as a general rule, so this is a "big night in" for me....*sigh*)

Pippilongstocking

No worries - he's so random

Doesnt want to be here much

Still sulking from my leaving after 3 years of him procrastinating

Dumped me then came back up to visit all sullky

Now is up about once a month - woe betide me if i ask for him to come any more regularily

And is spectacularily sulking because we now live in a beautiful house, we are comfortable and we now have the beast

Men are very very odd.

Kittikins

Men frequently like to be the big protectors don't they, they often don't like the thought of feisty independent gals who don't NEED them but want them, such a huge difference.....

Did you go on the beach today? We might be squeezing DD's bike into the boot tomorrow for another seafront ride, together with "bredgehog" picnic, made them tonight in eager anticipation